Novel & Cerita Loyalty Lisa Scottoline

Rhea Morreti, the female lead and the daughter of a Sicilian gang member; was meant to be a silent spy and was planted in the Vitale family to dismantle them from within, under the guise of an arranged marriage with Adriano Vitale, the son of a rival gang leader. But when her own brother, Dante, exposes her to further his own agenda, she becomes the scapegoat for a war she never planned to fight alone. Marked for execution, she barely escapes with her life—only to return stronger, deadlier, and carrying a secret that could shake the very foundation of their world. Even though Adriano Vitale never wanted the marriage, he didn’t want Rhea dead, especially since they had fallen for each other.

Back then, the estate had no surveillance; that night, only Elena and I were together. No one knew what happened that night. Except me. The footage continued to play. After a bout of chasing and playing, we stopped in front of an ancient statue of the Virgin Mary. At that time, my eyes were clear. I took out a dagger without hesitation and cut my finger. Blood dripped onto the Bible. With the most devout faith, I swore the blood oath that only core Mafia members would swear: "I, Ivy, swear to the Holy Mother, to remain forever loyal to the Family, to forever protect Alexander and Elena... If I break this oath, may my soul fall into purgatory forever..."

I didn’t smoke, but I took it anyway. We stood in silence, the wind tangling through our hair. “You ever think we lost this war before it started?” she asked. “All the time.” “Think we were stupid to believe we could rewrite the rules?” “Maybe.” She took a drag. “But then I remember why we started.” I looked at her. “Why did you start?” She exhaled slowly. “Because I wanted to believe loyalty could still mean something.” I nodded, swallowing the lump in my throat. “Do you still believe it?”

revenge. When she is raped, she feels humiliated. Conversely, behavior in her mature years often seems to defy analysis. Although she professes great affection for her "uncle" Paulie Messina, a thug who apparently treated her with genuine kindness, she ends up ratting him out without batting an eye to narcotics agents. She strikes up what appear to be friendly ties with those same agents and, at the same time, traffics behind their backs with Tommy Luca. In fact, Arlyne seems to feel no loyalty to anyone, an observation that, at times, made me suspect her of being a sociopath swimming through life like a shark, titillating human emotions for her own benefit. However, a close look at her sto

Taking a deep breath, she saw the comforting stare from Daisy before she made her way out to their table. Notepad and pen in hand she walked over to Scott’s table. Lilly felt the customers’ gazes on her. She approached the table. Lewis gave her a quick smile. She didn’t understand the change in the other men. He seemed to go from liking and hating her. His moods confused her. “What can I get you?” she asked, standing as far away from Scott as she could. “Don’t let another man touch you,” Scott said. “You don’t order me around, Scott. You gave up that right when you let that slut Lori touch you.”

Laila says leaning forward with a smile that makes me want to kill her. “Now,” Gavin begins, as he leans backwards in his chair. “There's one thing I value the most. And that's loyalty.” He looks at Laila and asks, “Miss Wilson, can you affirm that you're loyal enough to work for me?”

Latoya raised a brow at her. " I can hear you,” Latoya said and the lady in question sent her an amused look. " You were meant to. Pardon my manners; I'm Lisa, one of the few reasons you're still alive,” she said to me, and I flashed her a smile. " And I am grateful for that. What drink do you fancy? I wanted to give you a rare bottle of scotch, but I think your opinion matters here,” I said to her, and her eyes flashed in delight before she turned to look at my mate.

Ursa’s culture was built on loyalty-- to the nation, to family… to lovers. Ursa finally glanced over at her husband. That was her person now. Her loyalty, her appreciation… her love, it was all for him now. Soon, though, that love would be tested.

But all of a sudden the opportunity just came running to her ,plus a huge amount of cash What the what!! A sweet dream come true . " Alright , you have my loyalty, but on one condition" Lisa said adjusting her siting position " I want the honour of killing that bitch myself on that day " . Lisa uttered with the puriest hatred from her heart He instantly looked at her and smiled , taking the bottle of wine from the table ,he poured part of it's content in his glass , filling it half way before dropping the bottle back on the table while she waited patiently for his reply.

Dark veins crept up her body, and dulled her features. Her eyes flickered to me, a silent message and trust behind that stare. There was no fear, no regrets, just a silent request that I knew all too well. A small smile settled on her lips before, like a stone, she broke apart. A scream tore through the silence. It wasn't mine. It was feminine. It was Lilith. The pain in her voice pulled tears in my eyes. Just like that, Loretta was gone. One minute, she was handling the fight, saving my weak, pathetic ass and the next, she had turned to dust.